Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot.He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin.He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken,To have his kneecaps split and his body burned awayAnd his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!

His head smashed in and his heart cut outAnd his liver removed and his bowels unpluggedAnd his nostrils raped and his bottom burned offAnd his pen--

I will honor Monkey in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.~Charles "Darwin" Dickens